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Text- Prayers
Today I prayed with Marija- Serb/Russian- she in an empty church (Prague), me here in my Indian Lockdown. We could not talk: Marija had a cough and is much better though still cannot speak. We text- prayed, in a beautiful silence. *** She is a gorgeous girl with a heart of gold; a classical pianist.… Continue reading
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Smile
Let it out. It’s a beautiful gift to give each other. Friday five minute writers. Continue reading
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Vision
From my daughter Vihan’s insta post : “Eyes with no vision or vision with no eyes? Who can see better?” Continue reading
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Till
Till the sun goes down, another day. May it bless to bless. Ceaseless in Grace; the race is not to the swiftest, the test is endurance. The best of us are those who love. The best even celebrate suffering. Often alone. And most with God. For He lets the sun rise again… Continue reading
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What happens when people pray
The day my mother walked out of her skin, she breathed once twice then her hand in mine grew cold, that day Eternity walked close in my narrow space. Was it co-incidence that rays streamed from a room ventilator to where she lay, her last breath so unlike death? I wanted to grieve, but light… Continue reading
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It is time
To hold on to the good in us. To remember mercies and love. And faithfulness. It’s that time to practice peace. And pray like we believe prayer works. It does. Everytime we healed, someone prayed. Everytime our heart of stone melted, it was someone praying. Someone changing the stone of us into a pleasant pasture.… Continue reading
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New every morning
Refresh my soul, let the doors of you, open to Peace. Let everything within breathe Grace. May our mind lean on Him whose mercies never fail, they are new every morning. Great is His faithfulness. Greater than all my bounteous lack. His power in my weakness, oh the fact of that. Not I but Christ… Continue reading
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Earth Buds.
To all new moms and babes unborn To the new dads and pulse of pitter-patter running thru’ your heart already. To spaces in you owned by scans in your lives, in these uncertain days, ah the joy of that beat-beat-beat in the wombs of life, *** In the swelling toes of our Dance, in the… Continue reading
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Pitch perfect Prayer for July
I tried to pray today, it was like going to a store and not wanting anything any more except a counter that could take requests for giving. Giving thanks. * In all the recent Mayhem and Jittery June Viral chaos, the centre of me sat down to stare at another month for all of us.… Continue reading
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Midwives of Destiny =
Pain & Passion. (Overheard today) Continue reading
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The language of Anji’s place
Three rooms in all, and one for her well stocked food place; it is antique and new every morning even now with only a few sitting in. Some ask for her pickles, others pack a lunch of tomato rice, boiled eggs oh anything Anji may have. Somedays it isnt much at all. Yesterday she had… Continue reading
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The way of Light
Everytime I break, You spill Your Light through e’en the tears in my eyes. Continue reading
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Compromise
He took it and took it, then he didn’t. The last time we met he showed us his telescope with Saturn rings and Jupiter all in his panelled rooms with fresh flowers sometimes, and a dog named Bin. He ate sunflower seeds and loved the colour yellow. S.J was your regular above average looking superman… Continue reading
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They said the world would end yesterday?
Never mind. Mayan calendar, Julian’s calender. Dec2012, and another earthlike planet rearing to have crashed here: though after all we’ve gone through recently, anything feels plausible! I did fervently look at sky now and then. And maybe ‘they’ were right. The world as I knew it has ended. If there’s a day left, perhaps we… Continue reading
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Happy Fathers Day
To all the dads everywhere and here: have a beautiful meaningful one. And this ones for you my very own Daddy Robert David: pics taken by my sis. ( photo below) Silly banter it went on and on. With only you I could go that way, with decades between us, you were the little brother… Continue reading
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Do not weep for the wounded
but look to the Wounder, how low he falls. My brother who died at the feet of evil? Everyday his children rise stronger strong; *** but that one with hell as his mentor: weep for how he was low, so low. My slain brother lives tall eachday, his children rise, watched by the heav’ns of… Continue reading
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Where now?
Just park. Lay your handles in the wall, stay in. It’s not impossible to do. It’s the way it is now. How do we do this: The park and Lizac stores, they’re half open. Garim Mall and Ooga’s kitchen, Lily House plants and Maya’s Stop for groceries, they’re all there. No one’s left. They’re quiet.… Continue reading
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My daughter a grandmother at 20!
Yes, our second daughter. Sits stunned Cross legged in bed, her entire person shocked, electrified; every ten minutes she goes,”Ma, how do I come to terms with this?” We’re stunned too. Ivory, our daughter’s daughter hadn’t shown. Last week when we met at the gate, her shaggy white ears and tail all waggly with joy,… Continue reading
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Don’t go..
Innocence, Joy, Laughter, Honesty, Gentleness, Strength, Peace,Love all these, stay. Don’t go. Please Continue reading
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“Heart sick…yet hopeful..”
I had to haul in 👆above title and a quote below from Frank Bruni (of New York Times) article that stopped me mid-sentence in my random thoughts on the world at large. “…. in a lovely article that connected acts of kindness during the Spanish flu of 1918 to acts of kindness during the current coronavirus pandemic,… Continue reading
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June already 2 days old?
Warm sun and monsoon swaying in, last year this day what were we doing? Taking a road trip was easy, I remember even accepting a job at an Art Centre earlier last year, what a ride it’s been. It is quiet, have you watched a quiet India? Ever? Streets thick with discipline? People sanitised/masked? You… Continue reading
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The Tipping Point
I just watched Trevor Noah on the recent horrific Floyd killing/ aftermath: and what struck me deep as I moved away from his ‘tipping point & domino effect’ is that this is not just one isolated piece of reactivity or discrimination. This is the whole of Humanity reaching a ‘Tipping Point’ in a variety of… Continue reading
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I could’ve been another person
This is first hand from my mother who was there: I had just been born ‘normally’ but here was the thing. I was a third daughter, and one of our older relatives wasn’t happy. That aside… …. the nurses weren’t happy for my Ma, and they were about to fix it. My mother heard them… Continue reading
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‘Do not let your Blog post be your Journal…?’
We had an anniversary, a triple cake treat by the kids, renewed vows solemnized again by our 3 who said they missed being there…. There was food like I’ve never cooked, (courtesy Kitsys Culinaries!) rings bought with their little earnings, gifts of card and music, prayers, photographs were taken; I’m here thinking again on Blog… Continue reading
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Essential delights
At the Home, after the last bell rang and the kids clattered down the two or one flight of stairs, their Taylor Frame Slates & cane in place …(you should watch a blind kid run down stairs!) they served red rice with coconut chutney and bitter gourd fried. It was the tastiest thing I’ve ever… Continue reading
